I am a 24-year-old graduate student at the University of Georgia. I have a bachelor’s degree in English and education. I was going to teach at the high-school level, but I decided those kids deserve a better chance than I could ever give them because I wasn’t passionate about it.
I ended up at UGA after working as a teller for a while and I have to say that coming here was the best decision I could’ve ever made. My confidence was through the roof once I got settled in. I was getting articles published, working, making new friends, a boyfriend. Life was good.
Life happened and I sort of fell into a pit of despair, which is sort of ironic seeing as my beat for this semester is mental health. I have written three stories about mental healthcare for those suffering from depression, anxiety, bipolar disorder, and other mental illnesses.
It didn’t occur to me that a natural life event could take me back to such a dark place, or that I would be able to relate firsthand with the people I spoke to as I was interviewing them. I didn’t want to believe it, honestly. I still don’t. But the first step is acceptance, and that’s what I’m working towards.
I am slowly working my way out of that dark tunnel that I’ve been wandering through for the past few months, but I know that better days are ahead. I decided to document my journey back to mental health, and I’m feeling better already since starting this blog.
I hope that by writing this, I can help someone else out there.
Also, I love food, movies, TV shows and apparently taking photos of my own feet (seriously, my camera roll is full of them).
Thanks for reading!